Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Takeover

The sound of revenge, tell 'em what it is
to the New World Order
Atlanta, Houston, Texas
The south is takin' over, he already know

Just look over shoulder
Let me see who showed up
It's the southern takeover, it's over, you tell 'em
I got drinks that on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Just over your shoulder
Let me see who showed up
It's the southern takeover, it's over, you tell 'em
I got that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

It's the mister fo fifth told 'em cookin' coke baking soda
Dub roller, pro smoker, gripper, pistol whipper
Muck a nigga if he fuckin' with my figures
Makes him richer he know instead or it'll make him better

Than a money with my money
Get yo money right outta Sunday school
On a bright and sunny Sunday this ain't
I ain't jokin' 'bout my coke and come up shorter

Might kidnap yo and daughter bury them down deep in Georgia
No D.A's a fuckin' lawyer prosecutin'
We execute and start the shootin', start the
the violence, start a riot

Get motherfucker crunker, crunk as you can get it
Pass that ho, I'm a hit it outta line, we spit it
Spit it vivid, 'cause I live it you don't it, you just talk it
Pistol totin' and a loadin' how smokin' got this dope
And I ain't hopin', steady slangin' right on yo block
Try track, set up shop try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Just look over shoulder
Let me see who showed up
the southern takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em
I got drinks stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Just over your shoulder
Let me see who showed up
It's the takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em
I got drinks stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Hey, hey, hey this ain't about an image, this about a gimmick
Pussys to the side now the game got a menace
I damn a city that I think is not the realest
We bummin' on his ass, we his sentence

I only got a minute, I feelin' a digit
You lookin' at a nigga I ain't about to get it
I'm at the money like I ain't about to finish
So you need to mind your business if you ain't about business

I'm a H-Town
I'm a come with the trunk up I'm a gon' remind ya
If you gettin' it you shoulda told ya father
Nigga never show no problems

You don't want no
Get 'em knees shoulda let the fo fo 'em
Ya you tip on the 'em
I be ridin' fo fo's on the beside 'em

6' 6" tall lookin' like he a
10 tatoos lookin' like he a
Skinny ass niggas fight with a nigga
Pull out a billfold, put a on a nigga

I have camp fo put a knife in a nigga
From the car to his pocket right in your liver
Was a big boy that put a in the middle
Ya head fast think you hold a mike the killa

mess with the south homie, that's a dream
Hallucinate or so
Double XL the gats I mean
Keep ready to blow in the magazine

And you know that southern is mean
Franklin's frown for me when I my cream
up in candy paint that match my green
Killer, Pastor and Koopa are the machine

look over your shoulder
Let me see who just up
the southern takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em
I got that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Just look over your
Let me see who showed up
the southern takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em
I got drinks stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Y'all know me, PT well I hunt and all of that
Black on black, with black tip, I can't but represent
I'm not content, I want more who the fuck you me for?
Studio rappers not the fortay, my top and bust my AK

No more play, N G A yeah, a classic
Ridin' in the classic a mill and I blast 'em
Send 'em to the casket, send 'em to the
Slap me a nigga 'cause I'm bored

Chamillionaire, I in my surrounding
Get my desert E's and get to motherfuckin'
Up and down the throwin' heat, out the driver's seat
Ridin' to the tell them nigga just lay weak

look over your shoulder
Let me see who showed up
the southern takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em
I got that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Just look over your
Let me see who showed up
It's the takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em
I got drinks stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop